Oleander-COMPLETED
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Complete Sat, Apr 1, 201725m
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Her words were like oleander flowers,
so delicate,
like a gossamer spider string,
but poisonous,
like her scarred,
despondent heart.
*in other words, my crap poetry that is still really important to me*
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